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Most people would say that the color of youth is green, but to me, the color of youth is red. Red is the color of lipstick and lobsters, fast cars and French kisses, sassy hats and ruby slippers. It is the first color we see arcing across the sky after a spring rain, the crimson badge of passion and inexperience proudly worn by the young. My life as an artist began with red. At least, that was the color my father saw when I told him I wanted to go to art school.